All the little soldiers walking in a row
Where they are heading, nobody knows
He tried to satisfy her
She tried to blow
But he was killing all the little soldiers
She didn’t know
Now the little soldiers were walking in his head
Every single day
Pretending to be dead
She needed love
But he was dead below
What could she do
She didn’t know
All the little soldiers tried to explain
They were just going home
Now they’re dead in vain
He couldn’t satisfy her
No matter how hard he tried
He couldn’t satisfy her
It was like everything had died
All the little soldiers walking in a row
Heading up to heaven
Waving as they go
He started to cry
She walked away
All the little soldiers walking in a row
Stopped before the gates
Waiting till he showed
He was now at peace
Forgiveness was bestowed
All the little soldiers walking in a row.
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Author:
Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
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A powerful poem.Your poem explores themes of loss, regret, and the search for redemption through the metaphor of "little soldiers." These soldiers represent the struggles and sacrifices made in relationships, highlighting the consequences of emotional disconnection, misunderstanding, and the longing for love and forgiveness.
Loss, PTSD, and total loss at the end.
Whether a metaphor of sex or Maduro it works either way pressure only works so long. A good write Paul
He\'s not coming back, is he.
There will be another
There’s a weight here that stays with you. I love the ‘little soldiers’ as a recurring image—fragile, persistent, and full of meaning. The ending has that hard-earned sense of peace without feeling forced. Dark, honest, and quietly moving.
The soldier at his lowest, and the final way out.
Paul, this poem walks a difficult line between guilt and grace. The soldiers move from confusion to loss to a fragile peace, and that journey feels deliberate and earned. It’s raw, unsettling, and quietly compassionate all at once. Well done, my friend 🌹🖤🙏🕯️
Yeah, guilt in killing, add the PTSD, and finally the death.
We ask a lot of our military.
We sure do. 💯
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